Three Dreams

Breaking Out Mom and I were mingling in a hotel hallway with several other people. In the middle of the hallway, a white pickup was parked. Mom and I jumped into the pickup, her behind the wheel which was on the right hand side of the pickup, as in Australia. I was on the left... Continue Reading →

The Man

Black, sticky, thick, hot, hopeless was the pit I was in. Dark, lonely, confusing, cold all contained therein. Nothing I did could satisfy, every attempt I made at escape, Would leave me still there in that pit, every stick I pulled would break. Then out of nowhere a light, it shone so brightly I was... Continue Reading →

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